#now sev what did you do to make crosshair so mad

[cuddles-with-dragons]

More Bad Batch and Delta Squad shenanigans

Crosshair: Standing next to sunflowers always makes me feel weak like ‘look at this fucking flower. This flower is taller than I am. This flower is winning and I’m losing.’ Boss: Wow, you are not ready to hear about trees.

Sev: Would you take a bullet for me? Fixer: ...yes? *Crosshair angrily bursts into the room* Sev: *running away* Great, thanks!

Tech: *Pulls a glass a water from out of nowhere* Boss: Where did you get that? Tech: My pocket. Boss: How do you keep a glass of water in your pocket? Tech: Skills.

Sev: Comparing Tech and Scorch is like comparing apples and oranges. Tech: We’re both unique in our own ways? Sev: Apples are superior in every way and all oranges should be eliminated. Scorch: Which one of us is the orange?

*The squads are asked what they would do with 5 children with only 3 chairs.* Scorch: Get two more chairs! Fixer: They can get their own chairs. Boss: Make them fight for it. Sev: You only need one chair to beat them all with. Tech: I would never be near children. Crosshair: Kill two.

Crosshair: I don’t think we can mansplain, manipulate, or malewife our way out of it this time. Sev: *cracks knuckles* Manslaughter it is!

Crosshair: Why is it that I always lose things as soon as I need them? Tech: Actually, it's not that you lose things when you need them. You lose them a while before. It's just that you LOOK for things when you need them. Boss: Okay yeah thanks Tech, that's great but WHERE'S THE FUCKING FIRST AID KIT?

Hunter: Scorch, you’ve tried 37 times and you’ve failed every time. Give it a break. Scorch: DO I HEAR “FIRST TRY PART 38?”

Tech: You're violent. Scorch: Yeah but I'm also short and that's adorable.

[littlemissmanga]

What Are You Wearing?

Pairing: Crosshair x Reader

W/C: 400 (lazy writing)

Rating: R, 18+ (no spice but pretty close)

A/N: I started this months ago but apparently never finished it. Whoops! So here it is :D

It's set in S3, EP 6+7 (Infiltration and Extraction), so very slight season 3 spoilers. Divider by @stars-n-spice

While at Teth, you decide to use Rex’s offered hospitality to finally wash your grimy clothes. But finding yourself without anything to change into, you steal Crosshair’s blacks. Just the top, though, as the bottoms don’t fit. It comes down just long enough to hit your mid-thigh.

Your clothes should be done, so you make your way across the base, not noticing several pairs of eyes following you.

You do, however, notice when Crosshair cuts across your path, glowering at you.

“What are you wearing?”

“Oh, my clothes are in the wash, so I had to borrow your blacks. Sorry, but my stuff should be done now. I was just on my way to grab them now.”

“Pants?”

“Yeah, in the wash.”

“No. From my blacks.”

You glance down at your bare legs. “They’re back on your bunk.”

“I’m aware. Care to tell me why?”

You shrug. “They wouldn’t stay up. The shirt is long enough, anyway. It’s fine.”

Crosshair grabs your arm, his grip firm but not tight enough to hurt.

“No. It isn’t.”

He drags you to one of the empty back rooms, pressing you against the door once it closes behind you and making you shiver.

“Wanna tell me why it isn’t fine, kitten?” he asked, nipping harshly at the juncture of your neck and shoulder.

“Cause – oh, fuck!” you hiss as his knee comes up to press firmly against your core. But when you try to rock against him, he stops you, demanding his answer. “Cause everyone could see.”

Crosshair growled and pulled you along his thigh, making you writhe on him. “Everyone did see. Saw their eyes track you across the damn room.”

It always surprised you when Crosshair’s jealousy got the better of him, but it never failed to light you up.

You nuzzle into his neck, pressing your tongue against his pulse point until his grip on your hips starts to feel like it’ll bruise.

“They didn’t see everything. That’s just for you.”

Crosshair’s kiss is demanding and all-consuming. His lips dance over yours, forcing them to give beneath his, before he bunches the fabric of his shirt at your sides, teasingly pulling his hands up slowly.

“That’s right. Now show me what’s mine.”

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